Growing up in New York City the only sports I knew were the New York Yankees, Brooklyn Dodgers and playing stick ball with a 15cents pink Spalding ball and a broom stick. Hopscotch and Johnny on the pony and the famous Potsy as we called it was the extent of sports. In the past few years I have dated men that played golf and one back in 1994 got a hole in one, but it never interested me until I watched a championship featuring the one and only Tiger Woods, and then I was hooked, fascinated although I didn’t understand the scoring, birdie, par, eagle, watching Tiger is the most impressive and enjoyable time I have ever spent watching a sport. The way he handles, scrutinizes, plots and plans his shots blows my mind. He is talented -gifted – a perfect gentleman and sportsman. I truly idolize him. I started thinking I could learn to play golf, but at this age I don’t think I would have the concentration needed to master the game. I will continue to follow his games and today he will be in the playoff for the U.S. open. You know I am rooting for TIger. His Dad must have been looking down on him from the heavens yesterday (Fathers Day).
Current Mood: Esctatic & Happy